I sigh again--I'm sleeping, Pam. It's Thursday night. I have work tomorrow. Pam-- My girlfriend from the club is here. We're smoking bowls, getting fr...isky and in agreement that YOU need to get over here and join us. I promise. You won't regret it.I've known Pam forever-- went to high school together-- grew up in the same town-- same age-- same friends, though we were never really friends, we never hung out really. Anyway, Pam is a darkly pretty woman-- goth almost, dark hair, into witchcraft,. ? I whined a little at the sound of my name and more work, but she and Mary were quick to cut that off. ?There?ll be none of that if you want us to play with you,? Stephanie said. ?Mary & I had plans for this afternoon and you?re going to help us so we can still do what we planned.? I was learning there was only one course of action for me and that was to do whatever the women of my house said if I was going to enjoy life at all. Stephanie said, ?Jay, take those dirty panties and wash them in. ”I went next door and got started on the changes. Even though I had permission from Kara to be with Chris, I was concerned that it was going to turn into a regular thing. I already had Kimmy to try to explain to Jessica, and that was going to be difficult enough. I also had the issue of Becky which I hadn’t discussed with Kara, and I wasn’t even sure how to broach. On the plus side, I wasn’t planning to go to Ohio any time soon, so I wouldn’t have to deal with Becky. At least for the time. I have been fascinated by clowns since I was a k**, and this one wasn’t bad to look at either. He led me to a wooded, secluded area on top of the nearest hill and motioned me to sit down. From his backpack, he drew out a small grease paint kit and began to apply it to his face. When he was finished, he turned to me and began to paint MY face! Every movement of his fingers was perfectly defined and sensuous, and as he trailed his oily fingers over my nose, cheeks, and lips, I began to feel a.